Being Grateful

Good morning everyone.

It’s April,

yesterday it snowed,

not an uncommon occurrence,

here,

in my beautiful ugly.

Still chilly this morning.

The sky is the same,

pale blue colour as,

this page.

Yesterday, was a busy day,

stop and start,

juggle ideas,

don’t drop the glass balls,

kind of a day.

At the end of the day,

I was talking to,

someone special.

She said to me,

something to the effect,

that I was lucky to have,

all the help that I have,

that there seemed to be,

this spontaneous,

groundswell of help,

around me.

I am paraphrasing, I wasn’t taking notes, but I believe that was the gist of it.

and you know…

she is absolutely right.

In this last year,

by all accounts,

such a terrible year,

I have,

in my difficulties,

and,

in my grief,

been so blessed and supported.

I mean from family and friends,

but, also from acquaintances,

and,

from people I barely know.

In this year that has taken,

so much from so many,

this year, that took,

Marthe, my beloved mother,

that took so many loved ones,

from so many.

This year,

that messed with our lives,

that confused and scared us,

that rocked most of us.

In this year.

So many people,

have rallied,

to help,

each other,

to be there,

and for all of you,

who have reached out,

helped,

cooked, driven, lifted,

and continue to lift,

made phone calls,

sent cards,

extended hands,

gloved hands,

smiled,

through masks,

all those who have,

waved fees in the name,

of friendship and community.

God bless you,

I hope you know who you are.

I love you,

I am grateful.

Thank you.

Have a great day.

Seven more days.

Be well, stay warm,

get vaccinated.

Later girls,

BB